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NotAWriter
27/Genderqueer Mother and work in progress
I try to choose kindness I try to take deep breaths and let my anger wash out But, my there are wasps in my brain there is a buzzing hot hot heat settled where my neck and head meet I swim laps in the pool I walk the road and back I hope that maybe I will make it back kinder I walk foot trails with my son the leaves casting dappled light on his gold-spun hair I feel my chest break at the sight He is so kind but he is mine will he feel this buzzing will it lead him to break every day I try to quiet my voice so he doesn't learn to yell but I never learned quiet. I am teaching myself. I am learning He is patient with me that is not his job I see the sun on his hair He jumps on my back in the pool he giggles and wails love incarnate I think I will remember these times most I will feel nostalgia bathed in dappled gold when my bones are brittle and old when I have finally learned to quiet the buzzing but will it be too late will his giggles cease will his small hands turn into fists will he become me I am teaching myself. I am learning. I hope he is learning too I hope he is seeing me try, seeing me take deep breaths seeing me scramble for kindness kindness! I thrash against these angry chains and I hope he knows but I watched my father thrash his whole life It is how I knew to try I still carry his anger in me like like wasps in my brain I choose kindness I take deep breathes I swim laps and walk trails I hope that kindness will chose me back
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Aug 21, 2023
Aug 21, 2023 at 12:56 PM UTC
wasps
My chest is so heavy My eyes are blurry with strain My back is breaking with expectations And I can't bear all this pain I'm treading in a lake of pressure And I dont think anyone knows That I'm struggling for every breath Barely keeping water out of my nose
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Aug 9, 2018
Aug 9, 2018 at 7:07 PM UTC
Postpartum
It's not a bad dream It's not heartbreak But I crawl to you All the same 2 years old Or 18 more It's automatic I'm at your door Sleepy eyes Blink up at me Worry and question "What do you need?" I just pull back the covers Climb in beside you You never minded No matter my mood
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Sep 21, 2017
Sep 21, 2017 at 10:29 PM UTC
Mother's Bed
Cigarettes taste like fireworks And my throat is raw From nights well spent And I'm exhausted But I'm living And I'm broke But I'm living And what is life If all I do is wait to die And I'm living But so unhappy And nothing soothes me I'm stuck and Wandering Wondering Love is so gone and I am here waiting And spending my nights well But ultimately Still Waiting Because what is life If not just waiting to die. The alcohol is so metallic And I can still remember too much Of each blurry night And I'm ****** But I'm living And I'm drunk But I'm living And I'm a ***** But god **** it I'm living I'm just waiting Waiting to die And I'm stuck And I'm wandering Wondering
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Apr 23, 2017
Apr 23, 2017 at 5:13 AM UTC
Life as I know it
Cages And my ears itch Cages And my eyes twitch Dirt On a solid floor Blood On an iron door I can't think about it I cant leave I try to be content But I am restless and afraid And your hugs they feel like cages And I my mouth anticipates And my lips are always dry And my mouth swells in size Because touching burns like acid Kissing tastes like it too And I can't help but try And escape from this life with you And I see Cages Around my life I feel Dirt Between our skin when we touch And my Blood Tries to leave my body Because your affection becomes too much And I don't know When I became scared I don't know when I lost that flame But I feel Cages Dirt And blood
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Apr 1, 2017
Apr 1, 2017 at 3:03 AM UTC
Falling out of love
I think about it I think about it I think about it Sitting here with you I think about it I feel shame I think about it I feel hate I think about it *** has changed I think about it Sitting here With a smoke in my hand A coffee on my lips And I think about it I think about it Red light Worst night Too drunk and I think about it Not my house Not my friends Making out God I think about it Studying Writing I think about it Red light Worst night I think about it
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Feb 16, 2017
Feb 16, 2017 at 2:09 PM UTC
Red light
No gps connection And I'm lost With no one to call
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Feb 10, 2017
Feb 10, 2017 at 8:23 PM UTC
My life currently
The man with a Jesus bumper sticker Smokes to meet him sooner I smoke too Can't say much But there's no light in my tunnel
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Feb 10, 2017
Feb 10, 2017 at 8:22 PM UTC
Long drives and short smokes
Maybe im a waste A loss of space A blight on the universe That built me And my wonder So much ambition But no goals Lost To imaginary live Where no one Can stop me Because Thats all anyone does
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Jan 1, 2017
Jan 1, 2017 at 11:14 AM UTC
Imagination
Everyone is hung up Over some sad love Lucky for me Mines you Everyone loves Someone who loves Somebody Brand new
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Mar 15, 2016
Mar 15, 2016 at 10:07 AM UTC
Attention span